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Madame Frabelle said that she believed Edith was beginning to feel the dawn of love for someone, and was struggling against it. Who was the person? 'I haven't met him yet, Madame Frabelle said; 'but isn't there a name I hear very often? Your husband is always talking about him; he told me I was to make the acquaintance of this great friend of his. Something tells me it is he.
She had every reason to hope that she would be as happy as a companion, in love without hope of a return, could be under any circumstances. Madame Frabelle and Edith were sitting side by side in Edith's boudoir. Madame Frabelle was knitting. Edith was looking at a book. It was a thin little volume of essays, bound by Miss Coniston. 'What is the meaning of this design? Edith said.
'I'm sure if I were a young man I should be very sorry when she had to leave me! 'Possibly. However, you're not a young man. Neither am I. There was a moment's silence. This was really an exceptional thing when Madame Frabelle was present. Edith could not recall one occasion when Eglantine had had nothing to say. Aylmer must have been excessively snubbing. Extraordinary I Wonder of wonders!
Of course, she did not in the least believe in Bruce's neurotic heart, but she did not want Madame Frabelle to know that. 'Ah! ah! that must cause him a great deal of pain, but I think so far his worst symptoms are his nervous fears.
'Good heavens no! Quite the contrary. 'A skeleton who was always feasting would hardly remain one long, suggested Edith. 'Anyhow, said Aylmer, 'the cupboard is the proper place for a skeleton. Archie had joined the group round Aylmer. Edith sat in a corner for some time, chatting with Dulcie. They arranged that Bruce was to call the next day, and Edith and Madame Frabelle the day after.
'That's Miss Radford, said Mr Mitchell. 'That's how she always goes on. She's always laughing. She was immensely charmed with you the day she called on you with my wife. 'Was she? said Edith, who remembered she herself had been out on that occasion. 'Tremendously. I can't remember what she said: I think it was how clever you were. 'She saw Madame Frabelle. I wasn't at home. 'Ha ha!
'Exactly. Well, tell her what she told you. Madame Frabelle told us candidly she made her acquaintance at the hotel! But it's absurd to tell Lady Conroy that back! We can't!
Look at last night, continued Madame Frabelle, and now she put down her knitting and folded it into her work-basket. Last night, because there was no moon, and it wasn't raining, and fairly clear, Mr Ott Bruce had absolutely made up his mind there would be a Zeppelin raid. It was his own idea. 'Not quite, dear.
Certainly she's got rather a funny memory; she doesn't seem to have the slightest idea that she sent her to you with a letter of introduction. Now we've taken all the responsibility on ourselves. 'Well, really I don't mind, said Edith. 'What does it matter? There's obviously no harm in Madame Frabelle, and never could have been. 'She's a very clever woman, said Bruce.
Madame Frabelle came in, dressed in a violet tea-gown. 'Tea? said Edith, holding out a cup. 'Yes, indeed! 'Wouldn't you like a slice of lemon? said Bruce. To offer her a slice of lemon with tea was, from Bruce, a tribute to the lady's talents. 'Oh no! Cream and sugar, please.
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